DANCE ME TO MY SONG

Synopsis

What do you do when you're stuck in a fucking wheelchair and you can't talk except using a voice machine and your carer doesn't give a shit for anything except herself?
Sit round a lot, I suppose, talking to yourself.
What do you do when a man turns up and you fancy him except your carer does too, the bitch, and she steals him from under your nose cause she's not a fucking spastic?
You try and steal him back, of course...